Gun of Ashes

The sense of despair he instilled in Lorenzo was so intense that even when facing Lawrence, Lorenzo had never felt such terrifying pressure. The two presented completely different feelings.

Lawrence was merely an unbeatable strong adversary, but he was still within the realm of what a mortal could comprehend. However, Adren Levien...

The nightmare-like figure flickered before his eyes, the phantom seemed to come to life, striking at Lorenzo with a sword.

Lorenzo let out a low growl, then blood trickled down the corner of his eye, dripping onto the ground.

He was too powerful, an existence one cannot directly behold, this was true Divine Power.

”Your consciousness is injured, the scars of the ’soul’ reflect on the flesh, just like you kill enemies in the [Gap] to kill them in reality, you almost died in the [Gap], Lorenzo,” Watson warned.

Lorenzo nodded with difficulty, he knew this knowledge, but it was always him inflicting damage on others; the reverse felt truly awful this time.

”The crisis isn’t over, this sea serpent is merely one of its limbs... that ironclad ship! The Horned Whale, we haven’t dealt with it yet!”

Lorenzo said anxiously, but looking around, he found that the deck of the Morning Glow Advance was full of ruins and corpses. It was like a massive metal wreck sailing on the sea; it was a miracle it could still move. They had no strength to counterattack, perhaps all hope must now rest on Watson.

Indeed, at the end of the world, there must be something. Even before reaching that mysterious place, Lorenzo had already found the Watchers’ nest and uncovered their origins. However, the secret was too shocking, leaving him momentarily unable to comprehend what was going on.

”Don’t worry too much, that guy won’t target us, at least not for now.”

Watson comforted, gently patting Lorenzo on the head.

Selyu watched from the side, even she, typically so aloof, couldn’t help but find it somewhat strange.

Although she couldn’t understand their conversation, Selyu could still read their expressions and demeanors.

She saw Lorenzo with a distressed face, while the other, called Watson, with a gentle expression, patted Lorenzo on the head. This guy was all muscle, yet carried a feminine demeanor...

Selyu remembered Lorenzo’s previous rejection and her own deductions, her poor assumptions continuously being confirmed, until she suddenly realized her speculation might actually be true.

”Lorenzo... you?”

Selyu slowly lifted her finger, her expression somewhat moved, even ”shocked” might be the right word.

Lorenzo, however, had no awareness of Selyu’s gradually skewing thoughts, his mind seemingly not entirely clear, switching between seriousness and rambling.

”Here, this is Watson, sort of an old friend of mine. This is Selyu, I think you’ve met before.”

In such a deadly situation, perhaps only Lorenzo could introduce friends like this. Sometimes, one might wonder if, in Hell, Lorenzo wouldn’t pull friends along, introducing them to the approaching undead one by one.

”Come meet, this is... I barely remember, anyway, he was someone I cut down.”

And so on.

Listening to Lorenzo’s introduction, Selyu appeared even more confused. She thought she was the earliest to know Lorenzo among his friends, yet she had never seen Watson.

Could it have been before she knew Lorenzo? But going back in time, it would likely be from when Lorenzo was in the Demon Hunting Order.

”Selyu Stuart, I’ve seen you, in a sense, we are old friends too, though you probably don’t know this. This counts as our first official meeting.”

Watson said, extending his rough large hand, and Selyu slowly extended hers, shaking his.

He had seen her? And for a long time?

Even Selyu couldn’t help but have her mind whirl at this moment, she suddenly recalled the previous Black Angel’s anomaly, cautiously asking.

”Demon Hunter?”

Watson thought for a moment, then answered.

”Once was.”

Selyu’s expression froze, within a few short seconds she constructed an earth-shattering conspiracy.

Back then, reaching Ingwig, Lorenzo was not the only Demon Hunter. There was also this guy named Watson. Unlike Lorenzo, who was in the open, Watson was concealed; they collaborated, surviving in Old Dunling. That’s why he knew everything about Lorenzo, yet Selyu wasn’t aware of his presence.

Watson hid so perfectly, Selyu believed she was deep enough into Lorenzo’s life, yet still found no trace of him. Coupled with the Purification Mechanism, they also hadn’t detected Watson’s trail.

Selyu looked at Lorenzo with astonishment. In her impression, Lorenzo transformed from an intermittently insane patient to a terrifying figure of great wisdom and cunning. Perhaps all of this was Lorenzo’s strategy, and this guy even deceived her too.

”What is your... relationship?”

Selyu swallowed her saliva, having read too many strange books, inevitably having some strange thoughts.

”You... wait a minute, stop letting your imagination run wild, I should count as a woman, at least before becoming this way.”

Watson’s thoughts were clearly sharper than Lorenzo’s, quickly guessing from Selyu’s expression and tone what strange ideas this girl might be having.

”A woman!”